This one was written about an ex. I did actually love him, but looking back on this poem now feels strange as although I meant every word that I said, time does heal all wounds and I'm happy to say I've moved on, as he has, for the better.
I thought I loved him. I guess I wanted him to have what he wanted most, which he didn't know, and I sought to give him what he needed most and that was his freedom.
